User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3474228-20120105041557/@comment-3474228-20120110011617

Regan peers over the side of the boat at the water and speaks to everybeast going.. "My otters, aid th'rats who can't swim well when y'jump over the side. When y'get t'the island, find the slave pen. I 'ave a feelin' ye'll see some familiar Mossflower faces. Don't kill anybeast if y'ken help it. Yore real mission is t'explore the layout of the castle, where the army stays, an' anythin' that'll help us in a full scale attack. Stay hidden, and good luck."

One of the otters nods his head and leaps over the side of the boat, making contact with the water with so little as a mere splash. His head surfaces and he motions for the others to jump as well. "'Tis a long swim t'shore, mateys."